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Lola?

Have I ever told you what I want to do to you?

No.

I'm always good at the beginning. I'm good at beginnings.

Not so good at middles, and I never get to the end.

So... but this time could be different, I think.

We've been dating a few months, and is it serious? ls it going to be committed?

I don't know, but it's new and it's good, and honestly, that worries me a little bit.

Because you know women... they want you to commit, and I'm not...

I just... I'm not that lesbian.

I mean, I'm more like a guy that way.

Hey, running on Lola time again?

You forgot to change your clock. Daylight savings, remember?

Well, as we both know, I need extra time.

Oh! Yeah, maybe you do.

I don't like the pressure of being on time.

Windows. I like windows, no commitment.

Leave it.

- Make me. - Oh...

- Make you? - Make me.

Oh...

It's a communication. Sex is totally a communication.

Physical communication,

and, um... I love to communicate.

The thinnest one from wished you want

Ow! God! Fuck!

Ow! Elliott! Fuck!

Fuck.

Hello?

Hi. This is Lola. You know what to do.

Lola? Are you there?

Oh, please pick up. Please pick up. Please!

I need your help.

Thank you.

- Lola? - Wait a minute.

Casey, hi. It's me, honey. Calm down. What's going on?

My deadline's been moved up and I couldn't reach you,

so I went to the lab to pick up the prints, but no one was there.

What kind of f ricking lab is closed during the middle of the day? I don't understand.

Please, you've got to get...

- What's that sound? - Uh...

Um... nothing.

Why did they move up the meeting?

Danny and her partners are leaving for Europe,

so all the competitors had to turn in their designs early, like now.

So, please, tell me you can get the prints by 5:30. I need them here by 5:30.

Yeah, I can make it there by five. I'll get there, honey.

I promise, I'll have those prints. Now, just breathe. Calm down.

- It's going to be ok. - I'm trying. I'm trying. Just... come fast.

And please... please, try not to be late.

- I said I'll be there. - I'm sorry. I'm just... I'm freaking out.

- Oh, God, that's Danny. I gotta go. Bye. - Casey, I love...

You.

- Hey... - Oh, my God.

- It is so good to see you. - You look fantastic.

Oh, fuck! Daylight savings time.

Oh, shhh... ucks.

- Yeah, Seri, hey, it's Lola. - Whoa.

Whoa, Lo. Calm down.

Quit panting, will you? This isn't phone sex.

Is Casey there? Is she there with some guy, some Italian-looking guy right now?

Tall and... hot.

Oh, come on. He's a client.

He? Hold on a sec.

Yeah, well, he is a she, and it does not look like business to me.

What? Uh... ok. You know what, just forget about that.

Just tell Casey that I am going to be there just as soon as I can, ok?

ASAP, but I am going to be running just a little bit late.

- Ok, can you do that for me, Seri? - So, like a few hours?

- Fuck you. - You wish!

Ok, Seri. I really owe you one. Ok?

- I got it covered. Promise. - Thanks.

Look, it's starting to get busy. I gotta go.

Oh, God.

- Thanks, Terrence. - Have a nice day.

Oh, my God! Oh! No! No, no. You can't do this today.

- Please, you can't do that. - Just watch me.

Look, the tickets, they are from work. Ok? They were supposed to pay.

I have to double-park a lot. Really.

Really? Well, I'm in law enforcement and I write tickets a lot.

Come on. Can't you cut me a break? Can't you... just this once?

Bitch.

Ok.

What did you say?

I said... a lift?

How about... how about a lift?

Please?

Sí. Es muy Linda, pero... no me gusta.

Huh?

In other words, you're cute, but not that cute.

Más tarde, chica.

Fucking bitch.

... so that the entire chandelier fell down, stripper, monkey, everything.

I'm sorry.

Lola's running an hour late. Don't freak out.

- Is everything ok? - Uh... actually no.

I'm really sorry. My photographer...

she's been delayed, but she'll be here really soon.

Oh, ok. Well...

We're going over all these designs tonight, and I have to leave here by six o'clock.

Oh, no problem. She'll... she'll be here by then.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - What?!

Bitch! God damn it!

Oh, come on...

Fuck! You're fucking kidding me!

Hey! Hey, you guys!

You guys, hey, can you help me out?

Hello!

No! No!

Fucking bitch! That was my last quarter! Come on, Boo-Boo.

You know, I really appreciate you giving me this chance.

I mean, I know your partners probably wouldn't have even considered me

if you hadn't have vouched for me.

You know I like to help my friends.

Here you go.

So, what can I get...

Oh, my goodness!

Sorry.

Excuse me. I'll be back in... just a second.

Yes.

Oh, sh...

Jen! Come on, open the door!

- Where are those prints? I need them now. - Chill. It is after hours.

Hey, Lex, can you bring me that large envelope marked "Vins Du Monde"?

Ok, next time, you're in charge.

It'll be a minute.

Now, this job wouldn't have anything to do with Casey's company, would it?

No. I mean, she gave me the work, but that's about it. Why?

Uh-huh. Nice of you to let me know I'm doing a freebie for your new girlfriend.

So that's why you didn't let her in earlier!

Oh... what, did she come by?

- Yeah. - I must have been at the bank.

Uh-huh.

So, what's going on with you and Lex?

- You guys, you know... ? - Maybe.

Why so secretive?

We don't need to tell each other everything. Obviously.

Well, yeah, I know. I just want to make sure it's not another of your closet housewives.

Funny. Actually, she's a lawyer.

Wow! That's great.

That's fantastic.

You'd be good with a lawyer. That's fantastic.

Oh...

Um... Jen...

Um, what?

- Do you think I could borrow the car? - Sold it.

- What? You sold my Mini? - My mini.

You got the apartment, remember.

- I can't believe you sold my Mini! - It was a piece of junk.

- Anyway, where's your biodiesel? - You know, that's a long story.

- Do you have a car that I can borrow? - I've got a bike.

You can't borrow her though. She is all-carbon, so light...

Oh, my God. Casey's gonna kill me. Casey is gonna kill me.

- Speaking of Casey, Lo. - Yeah?

Lookee who I found online.

Guess she's keeping her options open.

Maybe I should send her a wink.

Ok, you know what, we're both still on there.

We just haven't taken down our single status. It doesn't mean anything.

Why am I even telling you this?

Where is... where is your friend Lexy? This is taking forever.

Alexa.

Calm down. You'll get your prints.

Ooh! Hey, check her out!

- Mmm... - Oh...

Uh... I wouldn't mess with her if I were you.

Why? Did you do her while we were together too?

Ok. You know what? I did not start seeing Casey until after you and I had finished.

Ok? Besides, you had stopped sleeping with me anyway.

Like you noticed.

I noticed. I noticed.

I want sex. She doesn't.

- Not every night. - Not any night!

I try to... initiate...

- What?! - I try to initiate.

How?

I wore that thing.

What does a healthy sex life look like to you?

- It's kind of a personal question, isn't it? - Three times a week.

- Three times a day. - I like to get down.

- Get dirty. - Talk nasty.

- Get rough. - I like to get, like, fucking crazy.

As Janis Joplin would say, "Get it while you can." Everywhere.

- She can only get off with toys. - Well, you're not helping!

At least pick up a toy and do something with it.

She loves toys. She loves them. Two words... strap on.

That big.

Girls...

- Is this what you're looking for? - Thank you.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

I... need a little help here.

Don't you have to be somewhere?

Uh... yeah, I do, actually, but, um...

Jen, do you think that you could lend me a few bucks?

Thank you.

'Scuse me.

- Bye, Lola. - Bye.

- Sorry about that. Luckily I had a spare. - Yeah, luckily you did.

Um... all right, well, while we wait, why don't I show you?

That's a great idea. I'd love to see what you have.

Now, given that your company offers both Old and New World wines in their portfolio,

I wanted to subtly reference these medieval triptychs,

but use a more contemporary, minimalist design.

Oh, wow! That's good.

They might really go for that.

Now, when the prints arrive,

you'll see that I've done three variations, each emphasizing your logo.

Just three? God, Casey, you're really falling behind on your usual standards, huh?

Should I have done more?

Well, I also have some ideas about how we might incorporate the design into some...

No, no, no. No, Casey, I'm just kidding.

Oh. Yeah.

- Sorry, I'm just a little nervous. - You are a little nervous, aren't you?

Mm-hm.

Shit!

I'm sure you will.

Uh, I... you know what, I'm sorry.

Can you just... one more second. I'll be right back.

- Oh, sure. - Sorry.

I know.

My baby, he's a good boy. You're a good boy.

He's a very good boy.

Hello?

Lola! Lola, where are you? I thought you would be here by now!

- I'm in so much trouble! - Sorry, babe. This ain't your Lola.

- Oh, it's ok, honey. it's ok. - Who is this? Where's Lola?

Fuck if I know, man. Last time I saw her, she was in the bushes.

- What are you doing with her phone? - You know what?

Let's just say she owes me one, ok?

Oh, no, no, baby. It's ok. You're a good boy. You're a good boy.

- You're a good boy. - Hello?

Oh, you're my baby. you're my baby.

- I love you. - What the fuck?

Casey! Casey! Oh, my God!

- Jesus, Lola! What... - There are the prints.

- What happened? - I... you...

am I on time? That's...

that's all I want to know. Did I... am I here?

Am I too late?

Maybe not. Danny, wait!

Hi. This is Lola. You know what to do.

Lola, it's Casey.

Listen, I need your help.

The meeting got moved up and I tried to pick up the prints, but I couldn't.

I have got to get this job.

I am not going to get stuck working for that pervy boss for the rest of my life.

Please. Please, sweetie. I'm counting on you.

Psst! Casey...

Casey, it's Lola. Baby, I'm gonna be there.

Are you there? Come on, Casey. Casey?

It's so good to see you. You look fantastic.

Oh, Mia adorata.

Mia adorata?

Honey, it's possible you are even more beautiful than I remember.

Thank you. Well, the wine business is obviously treating you well.

- Well, thank you. - Yeah.

Let's have a drink.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, God...

Oh, excuse me!

How you doing?

Oh, God... oh, come on!

Why me?

Because you owe $242 in unpaid parking tickets.

I'll pay them off tomorrow. Ok? I promise.

Please, this is an emergency. Come on.

And I should care why?

Cos I can make it worth your while.

Oh, shoot!

Oh, sh...

Fuck!

Fucking bitch!

Sic her, Boo-Boo! Sic her!

Get her! Get her, buddy! Get her!

Says she's run into some problems. You know Lola. She'll be here though.

Keep your client here as long as you can and she'll be here soon.

Great.

Uh... the photographer just called and she will be here in just a little while.

Oh, well, that's good. We wouldn't want to jeopardize your big shot.

No. No, we wouldn't.

Ok, I'm not gonna sugar-coat this for you. I'll just give it to you straight.

Ok.

We are looking at two other design firms. One of them, we've worked with before.

However, having said that,

when I showed them your portfolio, they were really impressed.

So... I believe you have a really good shot.

Oh, a shot? Ok. All right.

You are so...

Ok, here, just drink that.

Drink this?

Ok, famous last words.

- Hey! - Where are you headed?

- South of Market. - It's all right. Climb in, honey.

Do you want to wet your whistle, young lady?

- No, that's ok. - Uh...

I... I used to play a little softball in high school, you know.

Ok.

We are going to the Castro. I hear it's pretty swinging there.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, it's, uh... it's swinging all right.

You're not one of those marryin' kind of gays, are you?

Oh, my God...

Stop the car. Stop the car.

Right now. This is good.

- Let's go. - Wait a minute! What about my change?

Hey, my change! Come on!

Fuck!

That was your summer house in Cape May.

Yes, it was.

- God, what a fun weekend that was! - It was great.

That was the weekend you almost killed my grandmother.

When she caught us making out on the sun porch...

- Oh, my God! - Oh, my God!

That was bad. I thought she was going to...

I thought she was going to choke on all those Hail Marys.

All that praying, and I'm still gay.

- Cheers to that. - Cheers to that.

Yeah. You know...

I'll be coming here every other month now if this deal goes through.

Yeah, that long-distance thing always did work for you, didn't it?

No, not really.

It's just... you know, Italy is home to me. It's where I belong.

We could live in a Tuscan villa.

Your villa.

What does commitment mean to each of you?

- Being there day to day. - Trust.

- Monogamy. - She'll empty my bedpan when I'm old.

- Building a home together. - I have a nice apartment.

- It's rent-controlled. - Accepting each other's faults.

- Embracing each other's families. - Phew... Oy...

That's asking a lot.

- Mutual support. - I'll support you.

- I don't want a sugar momma. - I do.

I want a family, kids.

- Kids? - Yes, two.

- Yeah. What about my job? - What about us?

- What about me? - What about me?

There's no me, there's no we.

Hello?

Hey, what's up? What are you doing?

Do you need a dollar?

Yeah, that is so wrong. I can't believe she made me do that.

Approaching Mission Bay.

So, um... you and this photographer, are you guys...

You know, are you a thing?

- We work together. - Mm-hm.

- And more. - Ah...

- It's complicated. - Yeah.

Does that matter?

- I hope her work is better than her timing. - She's very talented.

She must be.

That was smooth, wasn't it?

- Um, I'm going to go dry out. - All right. Yeah, go do that.

Come on, Lola.

Hi. This is Lola. I'm busy right now, but you know what to do.

Lola, what's happened to you?

Without those prints, I am fucked!

I... I am there for her. I am.

At least, I try. I try to be.

I try really hard to be there for her.

Yeah.

I'm counting on you.

If you don't get here soon, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Call me.

- Hi. - Jesus!

Who are you, the lab stalker?

Actually, I was looking for... I was looking for Jen.

Well, my... my prints.

Well, instead of just staring at me, do you think you might want to help me out?

Uh... yeah. Yeah.

Oh, God! Hi! There you are.

Here I am. Jesus, Alex!

- What? My finger. - Yeah, her finger.

I was helping her with her blouse. I was here for the...

These. Here.

Yeah. Thank you.

Oh! Bye.

You know what, I really have to take off too, sweetie.

I'll call you later, ok?

Hey, want a ride?

Well, this is, uh... intimate.

- Mmm. Don't be scared. Cheers. - Cheers.

It's good to see you again.

It's... great to see you.

- Thank you so much. I am running so late. - No problem.

We used to have fun, didn't we?

Oh, yeah, we did.

I miss Europe the most though.

- Really? - Mm-hm.

Europe misses you.

- Does it? - It does.

In fact, it's waiting for you to come for a visit right now.

- Is that yours? - Oh. Sorry.

Hey, what did you say your name was again?

Huh?

Look out! Look out! Whoa! Whoa!

Oops! Sorry. You ok?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Oh, so... you and Jen close?

Hmm... mostly friends with benefits.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

And how long has that been going on for?

A while actually.

She was still with that flaky photographer. What was her name?

Lucy? Lori? Lulu?

- Some L word. - Lola?

Yeah, Lola. That was it. Thank God Jen is done with her.

Come on, she wasn't that bad, was she?

I mean, they were together for a while, right?

I mean... was Jen unhappy?

Uh... that's an understatement.

I don't know why Jen hung in there so long. It sounded like a lot of drama and lousy sex.

Lousy sex?

Well, I guess they had a lot of sex,

but from what Jen said, girlfriend could be so checked out,

it reminded her of sleeping with a guy.

Wow. Wow.

Hah.

I have an idea.

Come to Europe with me.

I'm not kidding.

Ok, we can get on a plane tomorrow morning. I'm leaving.

I have frequent-flyer miles with your name written all over them.

Come with me.

Don't tempt me.

Oh, Casey...

you're already tempted.

To possibly working together.

Touch�.

Mmm...

Speaking of working, I really do need to go.

No, no, no! Wait, wait, wait!

- I... I have an idea. - Oh, now you have an idea?

- I do. - Ok, well, do tell.

Listen, why don't I go to the reception with you?

You said yourself that I should, and that way I can meet the partners,

I can have the photographer deliver the prints in time for the meeting...

- What do you think? - It's genius.

I don't usually like to get in the middle of things,

but one night, Jen came over

and she was cursing and swearing, cos this...

I guess Lola missed their three-year anniversary.

- Said she had some big job or something. - Well, maybe she did.

Well, apparently, she spent the whole weekend at the zoo,

waiting for an elephant to give birth.

Particularly ironic, since Jen really wants kids.

- She does? - Uh-huh.

It's one reason I've kept it light.

Oh, here we are.

Huh.

Well...

Here we are.

- Thank you. - You know what, let me get that for you.

It tends to stick.

Um... honey, are you ok?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm...

I'm fine. I just, uh...

it's just been a long day.

Ok, well, take care of yourself.

Casey. Shit!

I'm sorry. Can you... can you wait a minute?

- Sure. - Thanks.

- Hey! - What?

What? What is right. Where have you been?

I've been busting my ass all around town trying to get here for you.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

- Ahem... what's this? - What?

Jesus Christ! I don't even... I don't know her!

She was just giving me a lift. And what's that, huh?

Just exactly how long have you two been doing business anyway?

Oh, come on, Lola. Danielle and I have been friends for years.

That's it, and I've been trying to stop her from leaving.

I mean, I couldn't get ahold of you. Where have you been?

Casey, I have been... Where...

My car... my car had a problem and then Jen...

- Jen didn't have the prints ready... - Wait, wait, wait.

Jen... Jen... Jen... your ex-girlfriend, Jen?

You used her lab?

That explains why she was such a bitch to me.

- You met? - Oh, yeah. Yeah, we met all right.

- Jesus... - It was a little bit awkward.

She was mad when she found out the job was for me,

so she wouldn't let me pick up the prints which is why I've been trying to reach you.

Ok, Casey, I chose Jen because I knew she would do a good job.

Ok? And it was free, Casey.

I appreciate what you're trying to do for me. I just wish you would have told me.

Why does everything have to be so complicated with you?

Complicated? Comp...

What's that supposed to mean?

Ok, I... your Italian stallion is the one who changed the meeting and it's my fault?

No, no, listen, that's not what I meant. Ok, I really...

I really appreciate what you're trying to do for me.

Look, I love being with you,

but I need to know you can be here for me.

Casey, I really want this to work.

But maybe you don't.

Lola, listen...

I can't afford to screw up this opportunity.

- She's offering me a big chance. - Yeah, big is right.

Um... excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really have to go.

Are you coming with me?

Well, I hope she gets her money's worth.

Get up, Lola. Get up.

You don't get it, do you?

You think she would stick around for you? Late, pathetic... why bother?

Excuses, distractions... just own up to it, Lola.

What do you really want?

Or are you waiting for someone else to give it to you?

- Tell me more. Do you like this? - Yes.

- Yeah. - Fuck me.

- I didn't hear you. Do what? - I said fuck me.

Hi. This is Lola. You know what to do.

Honey, where are you? I need your help.

The meeting got moved up and I am so fucked.

God, don't you ever check your messages?

- Bellissima. - Oh, Danielle! Hello there.

Are you there? Come on, Casey! Casey?

This time, I really want to...

As far as anybody goes, I want to be with her the most.

I want to be there for her the most.

I want her to know I've got her back, and I just... gotta show up.

I didn't know you rode.

Huh.

- Yeah, Seri, do me a favour? - Sure thing, hon. Got it covered.

Sweet.

Oh, God...

- Hey, Terrence. - How you doing?

I'll take care of that. How much?

- I don't take cash, honey. - You sure?

Uh-uh.

Oh, now, come on...

Must be something I can do.

You see, I really, really need my car.

You are cute,

but not that cute,

and you're way overdue.

I'm married. Besides, I couldn't undo that thing even if you were worth my while.

- Come on! - Sorry. Them's the breaks.

Come on, get in. My shift's over anyway. I'll give you a ride.

Thanks.

You know, I don't think

I've ever actually talked to a meter maid...

parking officer before,

unless you count hurling obscenities as conversation.

- We are much-maligned. - Yes. Yes, you are.

- Nice set of wheels though. - Thanks.

- What do you think of that? - Beautiful.

While you're waiting, Lola would like to offer you two ladies something to drink.

- The photographer. - Oh, wow! She knows her wine.

Apparently.

Thank you.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Whoa!

Whoo!

Hey, Jen?

Shh... I thought I heard someone.

Didn't you lock the door?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Don't do it, you nasty girl...

- Jen? - Shh!

Oh, it's Lola! Damn it, I don't want her to hear us.

So what? It's not like you two are together any more.

Yeah, but I never told her about us then. I don't want to deal with it now.

Are you still in love with her?

Hardly. Lola has relationship deficit disorder.

Sometimes she's there, sometimes she's not.

Besides, I need someone who can give me some honest loving.

You mean honest like this?

You see what I'm dealing with?

What makes you feel that you can trust her?

I don't trust her.

It's been a problem in my other relationships.

- I want to trust her. - I'll never date a liar.

When we met, she said that she was immune to lesbian bed death.

Wow! Well, it hasn't been an issue before.

Those other women didn't mean anything. I just love women.

- All women. - Only the pretty ones.

- Only the smart ones. - The ones who light my fire.

For that, you can count on me every time.

- I can't count on you any time. - I can't be there all the time.

- I can't. - Sweetie, I need you there most of the time.

I like that one. I like the size, the shapes.

I'm sorry. Just one second.

Ok.

- Good news? - Yeah. Yeah, Lola. She'll be here soon.

Oh, good. That is good news.

Do I know you?

- Casey! - Finally. You made it.

I know. I'm sorry I couldn't be here earlier. It's a long story.

You must be Lola.

Yes, this is the photographer, Lola. This is Danielle.

Yes. Of course, of course. It's so good to meet you.

Yes. We've just been enjoying the wine that you sent.

It's the least I could do. I thought you might like to sample an Oregon Pinot.

Oh, yes. The Willamette Valley does make wonderful Pinots.

They're nothing like the French Burgundies we've had before,

but they really do suit the American palate.

Yeah. That's right. That's right.

Yes. I forgot that Europeans like a little more... acidity.

Yeah. Yes, that's right.

And subtlety.

Well, shall we take a look at the photos?

There's one thing I wanted to...

Actually, if we're going to make it to the reception on time, we should get going.

Uh... well, we actually have reservations at Delfino's.

Oh...

I mean, you can join us if you like. You can look over the photos over dinner.

That sounds cosy,

um, but it's not going to work if we're going to get the prints there on time.

Uh... can you give me just one minute?

- I wanted to show you this one thing... - Ok, Casey, I need to go.

It was good to see you.

- Thanks. - Ok.

Look, it's not Casey's fault I was late.

Do you know how many hours she has spent on this job, and all for spec?

I mean, the least you could do is just give her a minute.

We've been waiting here a lot of minutes. For you.

And now I have to go.

Nice meeting you.

So that was Danny.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

Yeah, that was Danny.

- Have I said thank you yet? - No, but you can thank me later.

Let's go.

Your work is good, honey.

- It's going to stand up. - What if it doesn't?

In my opinion, they'd be lucky to have you.

But, then again, you know, I'm just the photographer.

But then again, you're my photographer.

- Is that right? - That is right.

- Hmm. - Mmm.

- Speaking of which... - Mm-hm?

What's going on between you and Jen?

No, no, no. I mean, I want to know.

Are you guys the kind of exes that will get back together and, you know... ahem...

after you've been broken up for two years?

No. No, no, no, no. Jen and I are just friends.

Yeah. I mean, I love her. I do, but... not in that way.

Not like you.

- Is that...? Oh, my God... - Yeah, all right... ok.

We're at this funny point. ls it serious? I don't know.

We're on the cusp of that conversation. You know what I mean? That conversation.

Ooh.

Have I ever told you what I want to do to you?

No. Not yet.

Well, would you like me to say it in English or Italian?

What's that supposed to mean?

I... you...

it was a joke.

I'm sorry. Just forget it.

- It was just a joke. It was a joke. - Oh, Jesus...

Oh, fuck!

Seriously, Lola, will there be trouble if I get this job?

I don't know. You tell me.

Oh... hey, look, you forgot something.

Daylight savings time yesterday.

Well, maybe I need the extra time.

Casey...

Can we just forget about what happened?

Can we not think about what's going to happen next?

Can't we just focus right here, right now?

Just right now?

That's how you always operate, isn't it?

Tell me how you really feel.

Ok.

I feel like I don't want trouble.

I just want you.

I lost my mojo.

That never happens. When does that happen?

That never happens. I just...

I... I... I couldn't go there with her

unless I knew that she felt the same way about me

that I felt about her.

Just couldn't do it.

What does that mean?

I love her and I needed to know that she loves me.

Trust me, Lola.

I do.

Come here.

This time, when you say you're gonna come, you'd better mean it.

Yeah! Yeah, baby!

Oh, yeah!

Whoo!

Come here.

I'm just ready to go. Any time, anywhere, ready to go.

You know, I can't turn off the middle chakra there.

You know it's always purring, the kitten's always purring.

If you know what I mean.

Corrected by chamallow (hope you enjoyed it) www.addic7ed.com